This is a song about "The sirens"

When they have kids they haven't seen in years, impressing their peers

Your'e lost in the sirens, you need me for guidance,

And i have to say that music keeps me here, by far, the main thing

Sirens blaring pigs believe im caring but lately you hear me tearing

And the thirst, just the worst, it's the curse of the juice!

We buying they hoes bags, getting they bitches shoes

Work straight out the kitchen

The bigger the the fun

The pain, the loss, the grief, the cross.

Black fours red drop head doors

You see coming up, we ain’t have that shit to keep our mind focused

Faster and faster i heard sirens so i got back in my car and dipped

I bring the heat like the

Wale, d.c. thats me, huh

Y’all niggas ain’t no stars

(sirens) "oh shit the cops"